Friday, February 20, 2015

Keaton said

Keaton said we were the ones born to be preachin to the mass that I try to be reachin with poetry 

Jokingly we flow with ease emotions put her on her knees she sees as she pleases  I'm ceasin the releasin of my soul to be teachin tryina fight this feelin to be dealin keepin this kid from squealin 

It was a freein feelin to be lovin accidentally put a bun in that oven from lovin we stuck in this cycle of emotional corruption every second was distraction from destruction randomly combustin still tryin to be trustin but my Lustin got me bustin 

wicked sin we picked it in she was on my whim even after I pinned it in. 

Our bodies can't pretend what realm we still livin in but this lesson I'm findin again about this lucid coma the dust thrust me in. 

From then I see things differnt I felt lifted off of something that God thrifted he switched it I couldn't predict it like C-dog I sicked it now I feel gifted never gunna miss it I put my fist to it

 bliss-ful-ness it was my miss-ter-s that got me on this diss-so-nence rediclous 
pretend it's this I've missed you sense 
Let me tell you miss,

I'm sorry. Again...

My dream isn't about a Ferrari that can't tell you I'm sorry. 

But by now you're too forelorne for me I thought I could flow with ease but this is anything but peace. Give me a peice of this peace please...

I will now release. 
























Thursday, February 12, 2015

Variant.

A variant of a demon baby well lately I've been conversing and soul searching to get that first spring in this versing we rehearsing 

Yet 

controversy killed his possibility bursting out labeled the worst thing
 all he is doing is conserving his ability to be returning

 home burning 

Stomachs churning 

Thoughts worsening 

But my mind is a sharp ring held in by a spring 
I'm learning  
Unlike bitches who can't speak their feelings 

Class B mistamenor roll downed the widow he smelt it so I pulled it out of my croch "dealt it"

 it was irreverent i was intelegent I was my own clique check it i flew under the radar couldn't compare stars.

   but  he wouldn't stop cryin for a brawl

 I told him come on we all live in the sprawl 

constantly in a crawl to this country we call a free for all. 
 

Tracing crazy

Lately baby I been tracing crazy just to stop this racing baby face me don't look lazy  look into my eyes and maybe you'll see the sky's erase me 

lady let your thighs take me maybe call me crazy a variant of a demon with rabbid rabies goblin babies like my heart won't phase me 

lock out love won't fade me and your heart shall take me....

Wait a second I thought we were makin reference to the distaste in this crescent of distrust and repentance. 

My past caught up with me teaching how thoughts can corrupt me but feel free to berate me my actions have demeaned your esteem 

I wish we were still in our dream. That's where I'm happy thoughts can't trap me so what's stoping me from wanting to live every moment there in your heart is what I bear

 this feeling is so fucking rare 

sorry if I get aggressive but my love is regressive. Like the time I shattered my windshield with my fist no cut on my wrist strength from love's bliss. 

I don't care if you return this your whole crew is society's worst miss you'll never again Caress my my soul while we rest. 

Chain.

The Lie of 1 man panhandled his way to be the lie of 10 friends who stopped worrying about 100's of God's sends.